Grace The car ride was a cacophony of chatter. Richard cooed in his baby seat, oblivious to the world around him. Cecil, bless her heart, gabbed excitedly about her new colors and the pictures she planned to color with them. Occasionally, she peppered Eason with questions, which he answered gladly
Jackson was a fraud, a thief, and a liar. He was also a raging lunatic who was siding with Alpha Shadow and didn't know how to take no for an answer. "Hello?" Charles asked. “Are you there?” “... yes.” my voice sounded flat, almost hollow. "Great, I'm glad you can hear me. I thought the recept
Charles I got off the phone with Grace and mulled over the conversation. The Shift was taking a harder toll on her than I thought, or maybe Eason had just given her another dose of calming meds. I'd have to check in with him again just to be sure. My phone chimed with a message from him. Two dos
“None that I’ve found, but his oath in Selene was pretty extensive.” “How much time do you think we have?” “Not long enough.” I nodded. “You do what has to be done… and hope that Diana has some good news for me.” George chuckled. “Stormclaws, right? Couldn’t pick some nice, sane, sensible, e
Grace I went boneless in my seat when Charles hung up. My mind was clear even as my chest felt so tight I could barely breathe. I was silent for the rest of the car ride, riding out the rush of whatever Eason had given me and Charles’ words. As the car pulled to a stop, I looked out the window. Ro
"Ah, a little lycan tyke," he said, lifting his sunglasses. His red eyes flashed as he smiled. I wanted to snatch Richard from Eason and run. "I see you, little alpha. I look forward to seeing how you will handle your power." Richard cooed and babbled. The man put his shades on and looked up at Ea
Grace "If you were increasing a werewolf's healing abilities, I would be interested to know if you have a sense of why werewolf longevity is so short. Perhaps it is simply that the werewolf body degrades faster than its healing factor, but if it is the latter, that would imply that the werewolf bo
"Not everyone's worldview is the size of Mooncrest!" Eason huffed. "How was I supposed to know you don't trust me enough to have brought you here with good intentions? How was I supposed to know it would be a problem?" He glared at me. "Though I get the sense that you'd have something to say no matt